Verse 1
Moses, when dead, himself survives,
He always in his precepts lives;
Tho’ sinners dream his office o’er,
He loses nothing of his power,
His sight is as the eagle’s strong,
And Sinai thunders in his tongue.

Verse 2
Think not the law thro’ faith made void,
Its vigour cannot be destroy’d:
It marks our hearts with quickest eye,
And doth our smallest faults espy,
It seizes with almighty hands,
And holds us in eternal bands.

Verse 3
It holds us, when by grace set free
From curse, and fear, and penalty;
The easy yoke of Christ we prove,
Bound to obey the God we love;
And when these heavens are past away,
We still shall glory to obey.